Author's note; Blah de blah, I don't own these characters or Harry Potter Enterprises Inc (or whatever the heck it's called – you get the picture). Now I'll continue with my story after that boring bit.

Something Murky This Way Comes

Wednesday, June 5th.

Why am I even friends with him?

Thursday, June 6th.

I wrote a poem for Lily.

I was bored in History Of Magic (who isn't?) before you say anything, Sirius, should you ever pick up this and read it again. Which you won't. Because now I have a hiding place par excellence. Clearly I'm the clever one here.

Okay, so here goes. I'd clear my throat but I'm not speaking it. Yet. Maybe I should read it to her. If she wouldn't laugh and/or throw me out of the astronomy tower.

Lily.

Lily, your eyes glitter like the sun,

I think you are the only one,

My only girl,

Give me a twirl,

I'll wrap you up warm,

Keep you safe from the storm

Of blokes that chase you

And hound you

Only because you are the only one

And your hair shines in the sun.

I think it's quite good, don't you?

Later Wednesday, June 5th.

Bugger.

Even Later Wednesday, June 5th.

How was I to know she'd hex me?

I was only trying to be nice.

I still have jellied frog's legs glued to my nose.

How do you get them off?

Still Wednesday, June 5th.

We both got detention, though. Her for hexing me, and me for 'provoking' her, apparently. I only read her my poem.

I thought it was romantic. I liked it. I think I have a knack for poetry.

Almost Thursday, June 6th, But Still In Fact Wednesday, June 5th.

On the bright side detention could be my chance to show her how I really feel. And win her over. After all, it's just going to be me and her in the dungeons, clearing up the jellied frogs. And the pickled newts, just for an extra. Her hex went a bit overboard, if you ask me. But still. She's got to stay with me for 3 hours.

YAY.